Tuesday dawned in spectacular fashion, with a pillared-sunrise over the direction of Norwich international, and barely toasted 'toast, peanut butter with salami...my weakness, so sorry! I hope you forgive me more than my stomach does.
Today I have no idea what I shall write, but my veins are filled with fire, my heart with memories, and my eyes with Norfolk, leaving my head crammed full of here, now and tomorrow's. I have left yesterday to yesterday along with all it's yesterday's, so yesterday is no more, but I sense, (as well as knowing myself better than I know my tomorrow), Wednesday will bring back yesterday, before tomorrow comes.
I'd like to give a shout to Tiesto, "In Search of Sunshine 4" which is right up there with my favourites, and doing wonders for my evening...with back door open, warmth coming and going at will, pastis more down than not!
My special friend contacted me this week, asking if it's possible to have picnic's in Norfolk, in February?
Well, we on the east coast can sometimes control the Broads and Fens, but not what falls from up above. God I hope we can have a fine February...it does happen doesn't it. Our plan is a seaside picnic...but that might be a plan too chilled to bring into reality.
And I am still yelling at my spine to stop the snap, crackle pop, and start feeling guuurAAATTTEEE again, so I can manage the 12 hour flight from Norwich to Tokyo again. Last year I was grounded for 8 hours in beautiful Schipol airport, but the capping of my excitement spelled the unwanted announcement of a delayed migraine, which bizarely landed ahead of schedule, just...HERE.
On board I recovered some sanity, but when the real thing came knocking I was in trouble, and panic set-in slightly...so I headed for the 'capsule' toilet, cold-washed my face, ignored the 'alien' in the mirror, slunked out, ("slunk-slink even on the longest trips!'), and requested Heineken, wish granted, I downed the lot and went to sleep.
Miracles do happen in small tins, and a couple of hours later, I was Heineken-san, and raring to land!
今、Ｈｅｉｎｅｋｅｎは一番好きな飲み物。
Thereafter, I was made, and enjoyed everything.
I'm longing to return.
The noodles in my bowl,
larger than I care to remember,
steaming hot back then, last November...and I want to return to the baker which served soya bean bread with soft sesame...yes, my mind is there now...not today, yesterday, or tomorrow, but up there in the place we can rejoin on our travels, when time, money or health allow. It's always up there...we never look down on our best memories, and if we think of them, recollect and rejoice in them, we find ourselves looking up, happier, ...beginning again...we know how.
